To My Fellow Graduates

Hello Class of 2022, we finally made it.

High school is a funny thing isn’t it? My studious middle school self would be so jealous of me right now, or maybe vice versa. If I am remembering correctly, my school work ethic was a lot better in middle school than what I am producing right now. Call it procrastination or laziness, but I call it senoritis. Well technically I have been facing senioritis all four years of high school so maybe you’re right, it is just procrastination. Maybe I should be jealous of my middle school self and aspire to be more like her. I can tell you for sure though; that she would be so excited to finally be done with school. As I, myself, am very grateful to be done too. 

The amount of tears and sleepless nights I have put in to finally close this chapter of my life, the next one better be worth it. The countless hours of Membean my brain has tried to comprehend, the endless folders of essays that I have written, and the artwork of posters I have created hanging outside of Mr. Drouin’s wall is what got me here today. I don’t think I could tell you anything I’ve learned these past few years other than the obvious, the mitochondria is the powerhouse of a cell. The one thing I can tell you for sure is that haters are still fans, and believe me, I’ve got plenty of them. 

There will always be drama in life, but I know that in the future people will have to have an actual reason to hate on me, not just out of jealousy. There are so many new people you will meet and new places you will go so the immature drama for your mamma, can stay behind. Actually, all the negativity of high school can stay behind. College or the workforce is a new beginning, the weight of what happened in the past should not get in the way of that. A very famous Forest Gump once said, “life is like a box of chocolates, you never know which one you’re gonna get”  new friendships, relationships, and bonds are waiting to be made so take a hold of that and run with it.

I know myself and other students have been counting down the days to graduate school. No more school right? For most of us that is a very incorrect statement. There is plenty more schoolwork for at least myself under the belt. It’s kind of ironic isn’t it? Counting down these days just to start counting down more in the future. Hopefully what the future has to offer is better than what we’re working with now.

The memories of high school are some things that we will cherish forever. I preached that as a student you need to participate in the little things to enjoy it. Dress crazy in front of your school for spirit week. Go brazy on your classmates during assemblies so you are that much closer to winning homecoming or spring fling. Tell that special someone you love them, thank the teachers who helped you when you’re down, and especially thank those few teachers who helped you get your work done when the ones you had didn’t. There are only four years in high school that fly by fast so I hope that you made the most of it. We are leaving this school for good so make sure those you grew close to know how much you appreciate them. 

All in all high school has its ups and downs, but in the end, these are some of the years I will remember the most. To the same group of girls I grew up playing every sport with, thank you. Thank you for the endless laughs and memories. To the professional young business people that carried our school to a state championship every year in FBLA, thank you for being so studious. To the same group of people in my Latin class that have successfully made it all four years and the amazing teacher of course, thank you for literally everything because that was my favorite class. Thank you to all my coaches for helping me when I was physically unable to keep going. Thank you to my teachers that helped me pass even when the end of the tunnel wasn’t looking that bright. And finally, thank you to all of my amazing classmates for helping me make the most of my high school career. Some of you taught me some very important lessons and some of you were always there. 

We are the class that could– 22 WILL see it through!

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